EP: hey guys this is EpicPentakill here and this is my first ever fanfic! basically this is going to be mostly from my own characters point of view. I am hoping to make this a rather long story and I will attempt to continue it whenever possible unless I simply lose all motivation for writing. I'm thinking this will follow the entire storyline of the books starting from just about the end of the second book eldest. I will use the ancient language in this fanfic however if there is a word or phrase in the books already I will make one up. However fret not for I shall use old Norse like Paolini did! alright remember to R&R guys (read and review) as much as you think it doesn't help it actually really helps to hear positive comments from our fans. and I even accept constructive criticism 0_0 NO FLAMES though everybody hates flamers except the flamers themselves. anyways onto the story!

Eragon: you forgot the disclaimer…

EP: do you have to burst in on me like that?

Arya: yes we do when you forget the disclaimer

EP: FINE WHATEVER here is your disclaimer!

disclaimer: EpicPentaKill (myself) does not own the inheritance cycle, its plot, its characters,

or anything about the damned books you think if I did why would I be posting on a FanFiction site?

also if I owned the cycle Eragon and Arya would have definitely gotten together in book 4. oh sorry was that a spoiler

Eragon: *facepalm*

Ayra: just start the story before you hurt yourself... or one of us.

mental speak is in italic's "Hello"

regular speech is normal as you should know "Hello"

got it? good. now finally onto the story

A New Face

"uncle have you heard? there is a new rider about. the traders are saying he allied with the Varden."

"good maybe he will slay this demon king of ours…"

"uncle we both know that is unlikely."

"yes but it is still possible."

distracted by the talk with my uncle I barely have time to react when I sense the presence of five imperial soldiers outside the door. as they kick in the door I jump to the side as a man walks in clutching a scroll.

"due to plotting to overthrow the king you are hereby sentenced to death by hanging."

"you two bind their hands! exclaims the man standing next to the man clutching the scroll."

as one of the men comes at me I roll to the side grabbing my sword and sliding it effortlessly from its sheath. then I look over to see what stopped the soldier's just as I look to the side my uncle vanishes in a flash of red light then it finally registers for them as one of them yells.

"He used magic! with a look of fear on his face"

the soldiers turn back to me however it is too late before the first man who came at me even has time to draw his sword I decapitate him. as the room is quite small and most of the room we do have is piled waist high with books, scrolls, parchments, and strange devices impossible to name the soldiers can only come at me one at a time. noticing this I quickly switch my stance to be more suited for 1v1 dueling. as the next soldier slowly edges toward me I analyze him seeing that he holds his sword higher than most I Immediately swing at his legs but my sword gets stuck in the man's bone. as he feels the pain of my blow and releases all the weight on his right leg I tear his helmet off place my hands on either side of his head and snap his neck. as the third soldier comes at me I try to dislodge my sword from the second soldier's dead body but it is stuck so instead I pick up a small stone and the soldier's laugh

"what are you going to do with that? haha"

"thrysta" I say and the stone shoots forward burrowing past armor and into flesh imbedding itself deep inside the man's skull killing him instantly. as I look up I notice the last two soldier's are already running out the door.

"all too easy I think then I come to a sudden realization where is uncle??"

EP: haha that was almost too fun to write (especially that little cliff hanger at the end :P). i know it was really short but i don't care that is only the first chapter and you guys have to remember it is my first story too. the chapters are more likely to get longer as the story progresses and once i find a good length for my chapters i'll probably keep it at relatively the same length.
Eragon: why haven't you introduced myself or Arya yet?
Ayra: yes indeed why not writer?
EP: i have introduced you two though...
Eragon: not in the actual story

EP: don't worry you two will have your time...